Flying kites, flying kites,
up above we go
When I was younger I used
to play in rice fields
After the harvest,
un der the shade of big trees
Scorching heat that we try to ignore
Running around and playing
so much more
When I was younger,
I used to play in rice fields
We were flying kites,
up above we go
All our dreams in flight,
to wherever the wind blows
So pull on the string,
against the strong wind
Don't lose your grip,
and steer your heart in
Flying kite, up, up, up we go
Then I got older
I went to work in the city
Paycheck to paycheck
Tell me, is this what life means?
Social pressure we try to avoid
Overthinking, got us all paranoid
But then I got older,
I got to work in the city
We are flying kites, up above we go
Reach our dreams so high,
whether it takes us far from home
So pull on the string against
the strong wind
Don't lose your grip and
steer your heart in
Flying guys, up, up above we go
Walk my head up on the clouds
I keep my feet down on the ground
Walk my head up on the clouds
I keep my feet down on the ground
Walk my head up on the clouds
So keep my feet down on the ground
While my head is up on the clouds
So keep my feet down on the ground
We are flying kites
Up above we go
Reach our dreams so high
Whether it takes us far from home
So pull on the string again
st the strong wind
Don't lose your grip and
steer your home in
Flying guys
Up, up, off we go